Once drifting up
Now drifting down
America has entered
the reign of the clown
The machines
have learned
to fly themselves
without trustworthy trust
In a new nation
being turned to rust
Yet the holy line up
in angry rows
to grow the hate
from deep lost toes
But that is what happens
when you lose the soul
of your very very moral inner
You pray for the sinner to be the winner
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